The flames emanating from Duan Xing's body stopped a meter away from the front of the sweeping monk, as if there was an invisible wall of qi in front of the old monk.

The flame was very agile, and when he saw that the frontal attack was inexhaustible, it was actually divided into two, and he attacked from the left and right. It's a pity that the protective true qi of the sweeping monk is practiced to the perfection realm, no matter whether the flame is flanked left and right, or around the front and back, it can't penetrate within a meter radius of the old monk's body.

On the contrary, as the future Buddha on the top of the old monk's head pinched his fingers, pointed at Duan Xing, the sleeves of the sweeping monk were windless, and with a "snort", a tangible true qi distorted the space and shot straight towards Duan Xing's eyebrows.

"Second brother be careful!" Xiao Feng couldn't help but shout, and at the same time secretly said in his heart: "The skills of these two people have gone beyond the realm of ordinary martial arts, and I am afraid that they are only one step or two steps away from the final ascension." ”

After all, Xiao Feng has been the leader of the beggar gang for many years, and he has a very serious concept of benevolence and righteousness in his heart, and when he saw Duan Xing's danger, he shouted a reminder, but his body did not move, and he still firmly grasped Murong Fu under the palm of his hand. In fact, even if Xiao Feng made a move at this time, it would never be faster than the sweeping monk's fingering that could distort space.

But Xiao Yuanshan is different from Xiao Feng, in his early years, he thought that he had lost his wife and children, and his heart was already full of hatred. Later, when he met Duan Xing, he knew that his teacher's daughter, as well as his junior brother Huang Shang and other surviving people, let go of some of the obsessions in his heart.

is to peek at the martial arts scriptures in Shaolin Temple all day long, and it is not forced to practice like the original book, and I get a disease, not because I don't want to learn, but because I combine Huang Shang's "Nine Yin True Scripture". The exercises are complete, and there is no need to learn other martial arts methods.

Therefore, although Xiao Yuanshan had some dark diseases in his early years when he read Shaolin scriptures, after these years of cultivation, he has recovered a little, and he can't die, but the occasional labor pain still can't be avoided. If Xiao Yuanshan can break through the current realm, and when his martial arts cultivation rises to innate perfection, he may be able to use this heaven and earth to recuperate his body and restore his health. This is also the sweeping monk who only pointed out the problem of Murong Bo. And did not say the reason for Xiao Yuanshan.

It is said that this Xiao Yuanshan has been reunited since his brothers. found Xiao Feng again, and after his martial arts achievements, although he usually does not show his mountains and waters, he is also unpretentious to Duan Xing. But in his heart, he really regarded Duan Xing as his own. Or a year-old friend who is closer than his own.

Guy is both yellow. or the teacher and niece, they can only be found by Duan Xing's reasons. So the gratitude to Duan Xing in my heart is not a lot at all. In addition, he likes to go his own way, and he has a balance in his heart to measure the right and wrong of things, and at this time, he saw Duan Xing in danger. Where does it matter whether it is fair or not, the true qi in the body is transferred, transported to the Eight Successes Force, and directly entered into Murong Bo's body, and then with a flick of his hand, Murong Bo smashed it into the sweeping monk.

It was not Xiao Yuanshan's kindness that he input the internal force to Murong Bo, but to hide the internal force in Murong Bo's body, as long as Murong Bo can contact the sweeping monk, the true qi of the two parties will conflict. The true qi that Xiao Yuanshan input into Murong Bo's body will explode in an instant, and he doesn't know if he can hurt the sweeping monk, but Murong Bo must be dead, and he can't die anymore.

Xiao Yuanshan's mind turned very quickly, and he secretly thought: "Aren't you a Shaolin monk? Don't you have a future Buddha? I look at this person, will you save it or not?"

A move to "encircle Wei and save Zhao" made it excellent, but unfortunately, he still underestimated the strength of the sweeping monk.

The fingering shot at Duan Xing's eyebrows was castrated, and the sweeping monk finally slowly raised his arm since he appeared until now, the movement was extremely strange, obviously giving everyone a very slow feeling, but the speed was extremely fast. Just before Murong Bo smashed over, the sweeping monk waved his hand and turned out a small circle, and one after another air fluctuations came into contact with Murong Bo's body in the form of circles.

In an instant, Murong Bo's body was ninety centimeters away from rushing into the body of the sweeping monk, and he was intercepted by the circle of true qi ripples and hung in the air.

With another wave of his hand, Murong Bo's body slowly floated in the air at a speed comparable to that of ordinary people walking to the Scripture Pavilion.

After solving Murong Bo, he swept the floor and looked casual, but he glanced at Xiao Yuanshan with a heart, and said: "Old monk Xiao is good at kung fu!"

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were suddenly in a daze, his hands and feet stopped, and he chanted: "Amitabha!"

The martial arts heroes who were still trying their best to resist the momentum of the sweeping monks, seeing that the mysterious black-clothed monk was just leveled by the old monk, and several people were frightened and suddenly lost their spirits, "snapped", knelt on the ground, and followed the mouth: "Amitabha".

Now there are only more than 30 people standing outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, all of them are not the masters and helpers of various sects, or the masters of martial arts who have been famous for a long time, and the worst martial arts are all first-class masters. Most of the others are innate realm masters.

Even the few people who are first-class masters are perfect, and they can barely resist so far because they have their own exclusive spiritual cultivation methods, otherwise the divine power of the sweeping monk is definitely not something that can be understood by the innate ants, and the clowns who are idle jumping off the beam.

Of course, there is one exception that has not been affected at all, that is, the little apprentice of the Maoshan faction, even his master Zhang Tianshi and the little bird on his shoulder, as well as the big dog on the ground are struggling hard, but the little apprentice just has nothing, he has nothing to do, and he still grabs the hair on the big dog's neck and twists and twists to play. This scene is in stark contrast to the scene where everyone in the audience is doing their best to concentrate on the old monk's divine power, which is extremely weird.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were clear, but a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but it was Xiao Yuanshan who blatantly bit the corner of his mouth in order to be sober, the corner of his mouth was not enough, and even part of his tongue was bitten, at this moment, even if Xiao Yuanshan had a black mask on his face, the shocked face was difficult to hide.

"This ...... Is this still human?"

Xiao Yuanshan was churning with this thought in his mind, but he didn't dare to make a random move again, just stared at the battle between Duan Xing and the old monk.

"Fire!"

Duan Xing's flat voice sounded, the flames rising around him instantly changed from fiery red to red with purple color, and a small fire dragon with teeth and claws "roared" on the energy that distorted space, and the two true qi staggered each other in the air, but no one could take advantage of it.

"The donor is young, and his martial arts attainments are already so profound, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided! Master is in love!" Duan Xing didn't relax, and the little fire dragon tightly wrapped around that true qi, trying to grind him away. It's a pity that it's always a little worse, and it's not enough.

The sweeping monk just sighed, then didn't say much, and with a wave of his hand, the momentum that could distort space "exhaled", and disappeared from the ground, leaving Duan Xing's little fire dragon writhing in the air blankly, as if he was still wondering, why the opponent was suddenly gone.

Duan Xing saw that the sweeping monk had withdrawn, and he also extinguished the true qi of the flame, but the momentum around his body was condensed, and his vast and profound eyes looked at the sweeping monk sharply, not daring to have any carelessness.

It's just a tentative fight, the sweeping monk is relaxed, but Duan Xing is like a great enemy. According to Duan Xing's estimate, if he can't step into the congenital Great Perfection, purely in the competition of true qi, he will never be the opponent of the sweeping monk.

Of course, whether the true qi is thick or not and whether the battle can be won cannot be directly equated, but the impact is indeed real.

"This old monk doesn't know if he has lived for decades or hundreds of years, and the tricks at the bottom of the box must be endless, and now if he is against him, the chance of winning is less than thirty percent, and the gains outweigh the losses!" Duan Xing secretly estimated in his heart, constantly figuring out how to take the next step.

The sweeping monk didn't know what was going on in his heart, and after making two moves at Duan Xing, he no longer cared about him, but turned to Xiao Yuanshan and asked, "I don't know why Old Monk Xiao wants to capture Old Monk Murong?"

Xiao Yuanshan first glanced at Duan Xing, and when he saw Duan Xing nodding to himself, he also let go of most of his heart and replied: "This person's whereabouts are suspicious, I suspect that he has something to do with a grudge I had back then." ”

The old monk said: "When is the grievance of right and wrong, I don't know what kind of grudge can cause Old Monk Xiao to put people to death?"

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly and said, "The great enemy of life and death is not shared." ”

At this time, Abbot Xuanci finally recovered from the epiphany just now, and said: "Even if you two have a great enmity of life and death, you should find another place to solve it, why in my Shaolin Buddhism retreat, there is a dispute and killing, really deceive me Shaolin no one?"

If you want to talk about Xuan Ci, today is definitely the best tragic character.

As the abbot of Shaolin, the martial arts skills are not as good as others, not to mention, the good Daxiong Treasure Hall for hundreds of years, or just newly renovated, was broken up today, and he can't hold the other party responsible. It's like a slap in the face on Xuan Ci's face, crisp and loud.

It's not that Xuan Ci doesn't have the courage and backbone to go to Duan Xing, Gu Mozhi and others to reason, it's really that the Daxiong Treasure Hall has been destroyed at this moment, even if he asks those two people for some silver to come back and rebuild the Daxiong Treasure Palace, they can't solve the lost face.

Could it be that it is still for that bit of silver, which makes people look down on Shaolin?

If it weren't for the fact that his own martial arts skills were not as good as others, there would be such a scene today. Xuan Ci didn't say it, but in fact, he was extremely annoyed in his heart. Originally, it was a drama that invited the world's heroes to crusade against Duan Xing and take advantage of the situation to show off his status as a martial arts Taishan Beidou, how could it change while acting, Xuan Ci's heart was like a hundred thousand divine beasts rushing and roaring, full of anger and nowhere to vent.

After Xuan Ci came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he never thought that he would meet a hidden monk again, and he and others would have risen greatly in his skills and Buddhism due to fate, which should have been a happy thing, but even if he did it, he should have done it himself, how could he become an unknown old monk to do it. There is a great god hidden in this temple, and as the abbot, he still knows nothing, which is simply inexplicable, and he doesn't know what to call ...... (To be continued......)